raylu D > Missions, Incs, and casual PvP.
raylu D > ?
Apache Raider Konietzko > Sounds about right.
raylu D > erm...
raylu D > so they're not a WH corp?
raylu D > i'm just reading their corp description, but
raylu D > as a general rule, a corp that does more than one thing does both poorly and a corp that does more than two things does nothing
Apache Raider Konietzko > It's made entirely of people who have known each other in game via other corps. I don't know why they say they do more than just incursions, because that is almost exclusively what they do.
raylu D > that's... even more confusing then
raylu D > so you're joining an incursion corp to live in a C4/C2?
Apache Raider Konietzko > The more you point it out, the more ridiculous it seems, but yes.
raylu D > um.
raylu D > so HSKR is recruiting :D we do stuff :D http://blog.hellsinker.org/

Preface

In preparation for Rubicon's fix
for the bug-feature
that caused SMAs to not drop loot, we left two anchors in two wormholes.
One was a C3 with a faction tower, 4 capitals sitting in the shields,
and a 12-man corp that almost never signed on.
The other was a C2 with a ton of SMAs and CHAs and no defenses.

The Hauler?

Our day starts with an Imicus jumping a wormhole into our interdictors.
The Imicus jumps back and we follow it into a C4 black hole.
On the C4 side, we see the Imicus cloak up and a Iteron Mark V trying to align out.
So we bop it and find 100 of the 650 million inside.

So I bought a new Rapier and we opened into a fresh C1 with a highsec static.
To commemorate this event, I tried to point an Epithal coming back from highsec.
My decloak delay prevented me from doing it in time, so he warped off.

Later, he jumped back out to highsec. And back in.
So I decloaked earlier this time and pointed him.
Instead of jumping back to highsec, the pilot ejected and warped off.

We spotted a salvaging Algos cleaning up after a solo site-runner in a C3.
He lived in a C2 with a C3 static and we came in from one of the other three wormholes.
I mean, I guess that's what you should expect from a self-named salvaging Algos with no drones.
Anyway, he died and we chatted.

On today's episode of chasing-really-cheap-ships-in-expensive-ships
(see yesterday's post for episode 1),
we have two of us gas harvesting in our home system.
A Loki warps in on us and decloaks.

Our Ventures align faster than the Loki can begin targeting us
and we're paying enough attention to warp out.
Our only exit is to the C1, so we assemble a fleet there.
The Loki has a few buddies, including a Proteus, at the wormhole.
Seeing our larger fleet, they ditch him.

It was a dark and stormy night.
I went down the stairs to the C1 to get a drink.
I saw you already there, sitting in your Nemesis, smiling in your POS.
I look but don't touch.

Unable to sleep, I head downstairs again.
This time, your friend is there.
He's quietly running a site in his Drake,
pretending to be quiet but trying to wake you.
I recognize your friend immediately -
we've met before.

We just got done killing someone's 800 million ISK pod
while he drifted away from his POS.
We then bring a heavy interdictor in and sit him on the wormhole.
A pod lands on the wormhole, sees the HIC, then jumps out.

Foreword

We here at HELLSINKER are neither pirates nor griefers; we are wormhole dwellers.
The only real distinction is that we don't actively pursue tears or blow up haulers in highsec
to steal PLEX or whatever other mean things the yarrsmen and yarrswomen of the universe get up to.

But what would my father say if he heard me telling a story this way?
'Begin at the beginning.'
Very well, if we are to have a telling, let’s make it a proper one.
In the beginning, as far as I know, the world was spun out of the nameless void by Aleph, who gave everything a name.
Or, depending on the version of the tale, found the names all things already possessed.

Prelude

Yesterday, some of us logged in to run anomalies, but we couldn't field enough people.
Denied the opportunity to shoot NPCs, we went looking elsewhere for things to shoot.

I jumped into lowsec, into a C3, and into a C4: J140810.
There, I find a territorial control unit, a mobile warp disruptor, and a POS.
Inside the POS is an unmanned Chimera and a manned Machariel.
Deciding this could be delicious, we ship up into mostly stealth bombers and fly to the lowsec.

A Drake flew into a C1 from the lowsec it was connected to.
We dove in after it, but failed to catch it.
It didn't seem to have any other way out,
so I left my Helios orbiting the hole on the lowsec side, uncloaked.
Louis watched him jump out and excitedly called it out over comms.

So we killed someone and he offered to sell us the location of his corp's POS.
He was moving to a much larger pirate corp which, he quickly assured us,
could kill us if we dared to messed with him again.

minddestroyer > so jake here is offering up his POS
raylu D > i love POSes
Jake Lemon Lemon > You can't run in there with the cruisers you killed me with
Jake Lemon Lemon > just fyi
raylu D > ok. where is it?